Second Chance Love (Heaven Hill Book 6) by Laramie Briscoe Page A

easier than telling him she’d sat at her window almost having a panic attack when he hadn’t come straight inside. She’d worried that he decided they weren’t worth it and he wasn’t willing to do this anymore.
    He grinned softly. “It’s okay, you don’t have to admit it. I know you were watching for me. Did you grab a change of clothes?”
    Picking up her backpack, she thrust it into his hand. “Yup. Now are you going to tell me what we’re doing and where we’re going?”
    “Nope.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her through the door. “This is my secret and your surprise.”
    In a whirlwind, he had her on the back of his bike and they were racing down the road. Her arms tightened around his waist, and she got as close as she could when they took a turn. The motion of the bike made them scoot closer together and her chest rubbed against his back. It surprised her how quickly she reacted to him; her body was traitorous as she felt her breasts swell and an answering heat between her thighs. This was definitely a sign that she’d been alone way too long. The rest of the ride was torture as she tried valiantly not to touch him more than she needed to. It dawned on her when they were almost there where they were going.
    “You recognize it?” he asked as he parked the bike and turned it off.
    It was their swimming hole. “I can’t believe you still know how to get here,” she told him as they got off the bike.
    “I’ve come here a lot.”
    That surprised the hell out of her. She hadn’t been able to come here after everything that had happened. While it held good memories, she hadn’t been able to reconcile those good memories because she’d been too busy basking in the bad ones. She’d told herself many times that she needed to get over it, but it wasn’t easy. “I’ve never been able to come back. It reminded me of everything I lost.” Truer words had never been spoken, she was positive that their child had been conceived here.
    “It always reminded me of the good times, the fun nights we had when we hoped no one was watching. When things got horrible and I didn’t know what else to do, where else to turn, I would come here and think about how crazy we were. This place got me through some of the hardest times of my life. If it’s too sad for you, we can leave.” He noticed the look on her face. Maybe their memories of their time here wasn’t the same. He would hate it if they weren’t. This had always been his place of hope in his times of sadness.
    “No.” She shook her head. “I don’t want to leave. Things happened with William that put a negative spin on our time spent here. Let’s make some new memories.” She winked as she reached for the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head. She was determined that life would be different. Liam had made an amazing life for himself, there was no reason she couldn’t make one of her own.
    He couldn’t look away as she threw the shirt on the ground and then stepped out of her jeans. All the reasons they shouldn’t be doing this, all the things he needed to tell her about Drew disappeared as his mouth became as dry as the Sahara. He wanted this, more than he had wanted anything in years. Rooster was sick of making sure that everyone else was taken care of. For once, he wanted to take care of himself. He wanted to put himself first and not worry about a million other people.
    “It feels really good,” she told him as she dipped under the water and then came back up, treading water.
    It had gotten deeper over the years, so he knew it was okay for him to dive in. After he kicked his jeans to the side, he did just that, coming up right beside Roni. He pushed the water out of his eyes and faced her. “You’re right, it feels good. Not too cold, just warm enough.”
    She was, for some reason, shy. Here in this place where they had spent so much time, she was shy with him. Grabbing his shoulders, she looped her arms around his neck and